Lu Qingxue

Lu Qingxue's situation was already not good. The three mecha in front were obviously team fighting. Once the metal torrent of the Vulcan cannon swept over the mecha, it would madly consume the energy of the mecha's shield. The three mecha vaguely surrounded the white mecha from three directions. The suppression from the fire from three directions made Lu Qingxue's mecha's dodging movements more rapid. Behind them was the tropical forest area. The towering trees that were tens of meters tall could effectively reduce the radar scanning effect. When Lu Qingxue retreated in the direction of the jungle, who would have thought that a yellow and green mecha would appear from the back at this moment? The high vibration particle knife in her hand was already faintly red! The chameleon change, the stealth device—it was obviously a mecha of the investigative type and had been hiding in the forest for a long time!! If it could stab effectively, with the powerful lethality of the high vibration particle knife, Lu Qingxue's mecha's shield would be broken in one hit!

The survival battle map was Demon Island's encounter, and it was set to be Volcano Island. Medium-sized satellite ships would attack the ground mecha indiscriminately from high altitudes. The system set a countdown every ten minutes. During this period, the survivor would get three points, and every other mecha destroyed would get one point. Ten minutes later, the system would compress the fighting area of the island. Those who did not enter the effective area would be expelled.

At this moment, whether the four mecha were in one group or two groups, Lu Qingxue had entered the most dangerous moment!

"Oh, no! Senior Lu didn't seem to notice the rest!" the crew-cut guy who had spoken earlier exclaimed.

Reynolds looked at the three-dimensional light beam. His thin lips were still pursed, but the corners of his lips had curled up.

"Long Er, you fool!" said a guy with glasses from the back coldly. Before the guy with the crew cut could get angry, he started talking. "Senior Lu's body is a modified military-grade Mulan mecha. It is a long-range attack type, land-based model, equipped with a five-generation half engine, standard 165 caliber Walpole Company to make a Gauss sniper rifle, a 35 caliber melee defender, and 32 rounds of axis rocket. According to the universal galactic standard, it is a Grade A long-range, Grade D defense, Grade D melee, and Grade C mobile. Have you found Senior Lu's sniper rifle after looking at it for so long, idiot?"

"You, Feng Yu!" The youth with the crew cut blushed.

"Look at it yourself. Senior's Mulan has changed. Yellow flames have appeared on the orange flame mouth, indicating that it has been replaced with the sixth-generation engine. Senior is the president of the university's swordplay club. The reason she chose Mulan to change and painted it white is only for aesthetics, not for the long-range firepower of Mulan! Look at the High Zhou Wave Sword on her back, idiot!" The handsome young man with glasses, who was called Feng Yu, continued to mock Long Er expressionlessly.

"Is that the Leaping Wave Flash?" Long Er's face contorted in shock before he could react.

In the video, the chaotic footsteps of the white Mulan changeling showed a similarly painted white alloy sheath on its back!! The hilt of the sword, which was hard to see but still stuck tightly to the mecha, was pulled out from behind the Mulan changeling's back in an instant. Then, after the mecha charged up its legs, the energy from the ejector under its feet was overloaded in an instant. The mecha leaned back 75 degrees, and the tip of the sword touched the ground. In a split second, the backward speed of the mecha was more than three times faster than the previous speed, and it was directly changed into a back arc, causing the firepower of the first three mecha to miss. The yellowish-green mecha, which had both hands holding the particle knife, came to a sudden stop. With a bang, the mecha's engine exploded—a one-hit kill! The white Mulan changeling had its back to the yellowish-green mecha. It slowly pulled out the High Wave Sword, which had just been inserted into the energy chamber, and then… slowly turned around.

"This—this—senior, isn't this the Leaping Wave Flash? Isn't this the military's Grade A tactical evasion move? How can you use a mecha? You can even cooperate with a sword. You can even hurt the enemy!" Long Er's mouth was so wide that he could put a fist in it.

"Not simple. Clear Snow is indeed the goddess of the Society of Swordsmanship at Dingchuan University! There is no need to look anymore. The military's A-rank action requirement is very high. She must have unlocked the first level of the Mental Lock." Reynolds' voice was heard, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

The Galaxy Federation stipulates that those who are not selected through the military academy channel are not yet 40 years old. If three Class A and above combat skills can be used consecutively on the military's public assessment day on September 17 every year, the Galaxy Federation can make an exception and be selected as an officer. The examiners just need to pass the political review without asking about their background. Even the lowest ranked second lieutenant is a step of glory for the other people who are struggling to stay alive! The military stipulates 379 Class A action standards. After nearly 100 years of improvement, each of them is as difficult as ascending to the heavens! To be able to master three means one is an outstanding talent!

Sure enough, when the three platinum and one-star players saw this scene, they stopped in their tracks and rushed toward Mulan. It was as if they were facing a great enemy!

"Senior's sixth-generation engine has just entered a compensatory overload. It will definitely explode now." Feng Yu's eyes sparkled behind his glasses.

One of the mecha was preparing to flee, while the other two directly activated the Vulcan Machine. Mulan's engine had already entered the 150% overload mode of the sixth-generation engine. At this moment, her motion performance had directly jumped from C to 2C, and she was already able to suppress the speed of the three C operating mecha! What's more, Mulan's modification, which was piloted by Lu Qingxue, was a melee master who wore a sniper's uniform!

He jumped, dodged, got close, and destroyed the cabin with a single blow!

Approaching, the rotary rocket hit the target and destroyed the cabin!

Jump Slash! The kinetic boost brought about by the explosive speed was broken in half by the extremely sharp high-caliber sword, and the assault rifle in the last mecha's hands, which was raised horizontally, was broken in half!

Then he stopped, sheathed his sword, and waited for the energy furnace to cool down under a huge tree.

"Time is up. The survival battle has ended today. 276 people have passed. 724 have been eliminated. All contestants who have passed, please get ready to rest. Please enter the arena at 20: 00 p.m. sharp tomorrow."

"Amazing…" Reynolds exclaimed in surprise.

There was the sound of air pressure being released, and with a beep, the top of Virtual Class 3 popped open. A white figure got up from inside.

Dressed in a snow-white broad-sleeved Swordsman's uniform, she looked exceptionally neat. Her shoulder-length hair was casually tied behind her back with a black martial arts belt. Her slightly knitted eyebrows, clear eyes like water, yet cold, sharp chin, and elegant neck were not decorated with any ornaments. She was like a cold snow lotus, quiet and independent. The president of Dingchuan College's Swordplay Association—Lu Qingxue.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister Lu, Qingxue…"

"Hm." Lu Qingxue was obviously not good with words. Then she frowned and looked at Reynolds with displeasure in her eyes.

"Ahem, Junior Lu, your strength has broken through again." Reynolds touched his nose with a wry smile.

"Well, I have unlocked the first spiritual lock." Lu Qingxue nodded lightly. "I have gained a lot of insights this time. I will go and gain insights into the sword."

"Ah, unlocking the first spiritual lock. Captain Reynolds was the only one in the whole court before, and now there is Senior Lu." The young man beside him had envy and admiration in his eyes. The spiritual level corresponded to the degree of brain development. The higher the level, the clearer the thought process, the greater the computation ability, the stronger the resistance, and the better the photon processor coordination. The possibility of going from level 1 to level 9 was the limit of many people's lives. Level 10 was the first spiritual lock. It was a qualitative change. Those who did not break through could not imagine it, but those who did would not be mediocre!

"What about tomorrow's battle?" Reynolds asked softly.

"No."

"Eh, senior sister?" Long Er was obviously anxious. The reward for the survival battle was a lot. Not only would it be an honor, but it would also reward limited edition mecha parts.

"Long Er, I invited Junior Lu here with all my might. I wanted to see if real-life martial arts will have a more obvious improvement in mecha combat. Mulan Changes, which I saw just now, has given us the answer. Junior Lu has broken through the first level of the spiritual lock, and her ambition is not here, so don't force her. What we need to do is work hard to deal with the battle exchange next year. I am about to graduate. I might choose to go to the capital planet to further my studies, or I might join the army. Before I leave, I will do my best! The future of the Mecha Department of the college depends on you."

"Senior!" said Long Er and the others.

"Double the training volume in the next half year! We will continue to increase the physical training by two levels. I will ask your senior sister Lu to spar with you from time to time." Reynolds suddenly smiled fiercely at his teammates.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave." Lu Qingxue's face was still cold and expressionless. After saying goodbye to everyone, she turned and left without staying.

"Senior obviously likes Senior Lu, but she is like ice to everyone…" someone whispered from behind.

Reynolds looked as if he did not hear her. He stared at Lu Qingxue's back without saying a word.